Saturday, February 18, 2017

Thee Abbey Kitchen - Arcadia Academy

We finally made it to eat at The Abbey Kitchen - Arcadia Academy.  
The kids had ate there months ago, but it just never worked out for us adults.  

This year I started a new tradition, once a month, we would travel, so in January it was hiking and potato soup from The Abbey - a worthwhile trip.  

The beautiful architecture 

the yummy potato soup 

the darling kitchen 

and the mouthwatering ice cream 

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Thorncrown Chapel - Eureka Springs, Arkansas

I had always heard there was a glass chapel hidden away in the woods in Arkansas – then last spring that “rumor” was proven true to me. 

Down a winding back road near Eureka Springs, Arkansas – all roads near Eureka Springs tend to be curvy – sets the majestic Thorncrown Chapel.  

I have never seen such a thing – expect perhaps in my dreams or a fairy-tale.  The chapel is beautiful, surrounded by the fresh green leaves, and the wondering of wild animals.
I am hesitant to attend church there – as I think I would be caught say “squirrel”.  

Images of the Thorncrown Chapel  - Eureka Springs, Arkansas 

Friday, January 13, 2017

Winter Storm Jupiter - January 13, 2017 - Bollinger County Missouri

(Disclosure:  The 

Panasonic LUMIX ZS60 was gifted to me by Panasonic, however, all thoughts and opinions are my own - I cannot be bought) 

Photos from Winter Storm Jupiter in Bollinger County Missouri - these photos were all shot with my 

Panasonic LUMIX ZS60 - which I adore.  

Why you ask, duh, the zoom capability kept me safe on the slick ice!   

Sunday, January 1, 2017

But I Just Want to "Dab" and I do not know why!

Today on Facebook, I shared a pretty controversial topic - Dabbing!  You know that cute little dance we have seen ages 8 months to 90 years old doing?  It is hip, it is cool, I mean Carolina Panthers star quarterback Cam Newton unveiled it - so it has to be "cool".....RIGHT?

So my husband and I are the strict parents - the ones that months ago said I really do not think "dabbing" is a good idea.  Trey is obsessed with listening to talk shows - and had heard mention that dabbing was a drug reference.  Sigh!  It is just a dance!  Or so our 13 year old has spent at least 6 months trying to convince us.

Okay maybe it is just a dance, but the word "dabbing" in the Urban Dictionary (urban - because that is where all the hip words are) is defined as:

"To press a piece of cannabis extract known as Butane Hash Oil against a heated surface of an oil rig pipe and inhale the smoke. These extracts have up to 90% THC levels. It is the newest growing trend for cannabis connoisseurs and Colorado currently has the largest following to date.
Hey man, I got some dabs. Can I borrow your torch? 
He's dabbing some BHO."   by SlabsofDabs 
You Google the word "dabbing" and click on images - you will see first a few photos of people dancing - then you will see nothing better than some good ol' fashion drug paraphernalia .  

There has been some response to my post - "it is just a dance" "we want to look cool" my own teen daughter stomped her feet and said "but mom my friends are doing it" - okay whatever.  

I am a tad passionate about this - NOT necessarily "dabbing"  - I am sure the Macarena had a hidden message as well, but I am MORE passionate about.....People knowing the signs they are throwing!  

For a good portion of my adult life, I have been around, worked with, or avoided people that would straight up hurt you for throwing the wrong sign or dropping the wrong phrase.  In this world, you have to know what you are saying - not just what is "cool" at the moment.  

A few weeks ago a young man that I see regularly walked by with his pants sagging a bit (showing his undies) - I first laughed, I second started to yell "pull up your pants" and then I remember he probably does not know where "sagging pants" originated....again from the Urban Dictionary, but true - "sagging" means: 

"wearing ones pants around the hips so that they sag down and bunch up around the ankles. Originally, this was a prison thing that signified that you were another prisoner's property.  Punks were forced to wear their pants this way so it would be easier for their masters to pull their pants down and rape them. Somehow this became a 1990's fashion trend. I learned this from watching a TV special on prison life. The inmate who related the story was an elderly black gentleman who had been sentenced to life in prison and had been there for over fifty years. He marveled how such a mark of shame became a fashion statement.  by Spanky McSpunk 

Again "sagging" is another fad, fashion, or oh so cool  - or it could mean you are someones property. 

In case you are wondering - you will learn this term and meaning in Criminal Justice 101 - where you can also learn a lot about where many modern day trends begin.  

So parents, from one parent to another parent  - I am not begging you to make the "dabbing" stop. That would be impossible - and it will fade away much like Disco did, but I am asking to become aware of what your kids are learning and where they are learning.   

That new hand gesture they are throwing - ask them where they learned it, that new phrase they just quoted - Google it and find out what the "hip term" means......In this world, in this age - it could save your child's life.  

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Cat's Battle With Temptation

“Those who want to get rich fall into temptation and a trap and into many foolish and harmful desires that plunge people into ruin and destruction."  1 Timothy 6:9 NIV

Temptation is a funny thing, often the item or subject that is tempting seems so needed, but in reality it is only trouble. 

A few months back we adopted Cat in our family - now Cat is not our temptation - but Cat's temptation often gets her into some messes. 

Recently as I rinsed her clean after her small mishap with the jacuzzi tub and bubbles - I remembered how many times God has had to pick me up and give me a good shower of his mercy.  

Thursday, December 8, 2016

A Hometown Christmas in Marble Hill, Missouri

At the edge of the world, there is the tiny town of Marble Hill, Missouri - okay really we are not at the edge of the world, but that is what my darling husband likes to say.....yes locals, he is foreigner!  

Tonight we drove through McDonald's for some ice cream and did what my parents did years ago - drove around our "edge of the world" tiny town and looked at Christmas Lights!  

As we drove, my heart was proud of our "edge of the world"  tiny town and the love, cheer, and pride that is displayed for all to see.  

You see I live in a town that.......

Proudly has The Nativity on display at....

Our County Courthouse!  

This makes me smile that I live in a community that can share our beliefs without worry or fear! 

Across the street from the Bollinger County Courthouse stands Wicecarver Store; no longer open for business, but proudly putting smiles on the kid's faces with all the pretty lights and decor!  

I am not an expert on Wicecarver Store, but what I do know is the store front is decorated beautifully every holiday season by the loving hands of Ms Trankle and Ms Cooper!  
Secretly I drive by daily just so I can admire the lovely building! 

Farther up the road from the Bollinger County Courthouse, you will make a left at the stop sign and continue on High Street - you find this: 

So many pretty lights....

Decorated with care....

And hours of love and care - just for us to enjoy! 

The lights do not stop there! 

No direct route to this house, located on Gilmore Street (behind Marble Hill Medical Center) is this house!  Creative I say, these people must be related to Santa!! 

In the middle of town, Magnolia Park stands this lovely tree - I might be a bias, but only because this tree was decorated by the community coming together for the community!  

Tree sponsored by The Bollinger County Chamber of Commerce - all lights donated by community members

Other must see streets in Marble Hill, Missouri include - 
Graham Street - location of The Mustard Seed - beautiful lights! 
The Mayfield Cultural Center - the tree in the window is stunning! 
Twin City Park in the middle of town,
The Marble Hill Water Tower - you will not see it at night, but you will see the star!   

Saturday, November 19, 2016

The Mother-In-Law.....

A few nights ago I tweeted a bragging tweet about letting my mother-in-law plan Thanksgiving, some said "that is the way to go" others responded with opposite opinions of their mother-in-laws....
Trey and his parents Snow White & PawPaw Tom
Photo Credit Elizabeth Rae Photography

I must say when God blessed me with my husband, he double blessed me with an amazing mother-in-law....and no I am not just buttering up because it is almost Christmas.

Why I want to be like my mother-in-law

Most of all, she raised my husband to be an amazing husband, even when he is battling a strong minded quick with her tongue wife - he is still amazing.

She fills in gaps, she is there when I can't be, rather it be work, illness, or traveling she picks up where I can't and cooks, cleans, or hugs necks when needed.

She puts up with our craziness; from dealing with D-man, shopping with Lesse, or watching Trey and I pick at each other - she stands at the sideline and smiles.

She has a listening ear and a kind heart; she has listened to me rattle on and on about all life's struggles, but never placed judgment or reprimanded me for my fails.

She is really good at keeping The Tom Selfie Page page a secret from my father-in-law.  :-)

She knew very little about basketball, but became a HUGE Jr High Girls Basketball Fan.

She spoils my kids even though she does not have to - last week  D-man rolled down his window and yelled "I love you Snow White" and I heard her yell back "I love you" - and she does.

She never appears to be stressed out - ever!  Even when the kids are bouncing off the walls or Trey and I are trying to pull something over on her, she just smiles!

She is strong, smart, and has great taste in clothes - just ask Lesse, she has become Lesse's favorite shopping buddy!

She knows the little things matter - even when we don't say anything at all....

And this list could go on for eternity....

So to my mother-in-law, I do not say this enough, but thank you and I love being your daughter-in-law!